I.P. GOPIKRISHNAN PISHARODY

Butterfly - Poem by I.P. GOPIKRISHNAN PISHARODY

At last he came outside from the pupa, he saw the world of beauty; his wings are very beautiful and glows in lighthe fly from one flower to anotherThey given him the honey for his thirstywind play with himhe saw the world near to him onlylike baby in a house yard; the big tree let them, to play in his shade.